LOST - YES..NO, NO!

Stuck at the point of replicating no-where
Struck by the waves of emotional fervour
Caught by the inertia of sentimental rigour
Oh yeah, I find this estate to be lasting forever

Lost, no,
Not into what is said to be a loss
Gaining,
The surreal feelings of my inner mass
Alive,
In a world of my of my own class
Dead,
In a world of harmony of gloss
But living again,
By my world of that familiar chaos

Inviting more and more spaces of no-where
Rejuvenating the longing me,
Abdicating the momentary fear

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